(Lyrics by Caleb Bingham with additions by Heino Brand)

High in the mountains - In a spire of stone
A high-born Countess makes her home
The call of a ram’s horn - Opens the gates
Behind her walls sheer terror awaits

Beneath a crimson veil there lies
A glint of murder in emerald eyes
A charming smile - Invites you in
Inside her chambers - Unspeakable sin

Radiant skin - Like porcelain
She begins to open your veins

Hail to Countess Bathory
Vampire Queen of Hungary
Tonight the royal baths shall flood
Deep within the Tower of Blood

The smell of iron fills the air
With virgin blood she washes her hair
Slow torture - Sadistic infliction
Feeding her sanguineous addiction

Needles holding up your eyes
Crying out - You beg to die

Hail to Countess Bathory
Vampire Queen of Hungary
Tonight the royal baths shall flood
Deep within the Tower of Blood

(From a dreamless sleep - I have now awakened
To cull human sheep - From villages taken
I seek the most fine - The most fit and fair
With features divine - And long flowing hair
I've ordered my servants - To round them all up
My hunger is fervent - I shall bathe and sup
And when I am finished - My mirror shall view
No remnants of blemish - My body anew)

(Solo - Heino Brand)

The great hall is now painted red
Incense masks the smell of the dead
Hundreds more in unmarked graves
Scream all you want - You will not be saved

None return from her domain
Never shall you live again
Eternal pain

Hail to Countess Bathory
Vampire Queen of Hungary
Tonight the royal baths shall flood
Deep within the Tower of Blood

A grim display of murderous art
Her icy blade pierced your quivering heart
And now at last - Beautiful death
Whispering your final breath:

Elizabeth